Tag Archives: Cussing
Some firsts aren’t worth bragging about
I wish I remembered Gavin’s first word. He learned to talk at some point in his six years on this planet, but I cannot remember the first word he uttered. Nor can I remember his first steps, his first tooth, … Continue reading
What the $%*! did she say?
I’m not one to cuss. It’s not because I’m a prude or feel disdain toward people who swear like a frat boy downing shots at his first kegger. And I don’t blush when I hear others cuss or chuckle like … Continue reading